[RPG] [SEI][TAS] Tales of Lek & Sennianus: Cat and Mouse
Kel
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Mon Jan 7 21:57:13 CET 2008
Roleplay from Lek
The drums beat an insistent rhythm that grew to a crescendo before
suddenly ceasing. Into the silence, Lek stepped from her tent.
El almost didn’t recognize this woman as his lady—she was dressed like a
scandal! Her feet were bare and bells were tied around each ankle. A
long, full red skirt started below her waist, and as she strutted
towards the fire, he could see that flashes of her legs appeared with
each step. A tasselled, multi-hued scarf was around her hips, and a
leather girdle laced her waist. Above that, by the heavens, she was all
but spilling out of some blue fabric that purported to be a shirt. Her
arms were bare to the shoulders, and more bells adorned her wrists. And
her hair…El had never seen his lady with her hair out of its tight
braid. He had often wondered why the otherwise practical warrior would
keep long hair, and thought it mere womanly vanity. It was vanity
deserved. Unbound, it rippled past the middle of her back in a dark,
lustrous wave.
She raised her arms above her head and began to clap, stepping around
the circle and eyeing the men meaningfully until they took up her beat,
and the players started.
Then, Lek began to dance.
She moved like sin. Her arms snaked through the air, bells tinkling;
her hips seemed to rotate one way, her upper torso the other, while her
legs flashed in and out of the drape of her skirt. El had seen her
dance before, and it had always been impressive, but he had never before
seen her dance like this. Her smile was like a promise, and every step
a gift as she moved forward and back, now shaking her shoulders, now
spinning out the fringe of her scarf. Her hair swirled around her, now
revealing, now concealing. The beat picked up, and her movements grew
even more wanton. Her hips circled even faster, and she bent herself
over backwards until her hair dripped against the ground, and then
shimmied her way back up again. She spun and twisted and still the
frenzied music increased its pace. El wanted to hide his face, but no
other man there could tear his eyes away.
Lady Lek Kindon (Lord)
Roleplay from Sennianus the Mad
Sennianus sat with his back towards the party, enjoying some ale and
swine he swiped from the drunken Brute. He wouldn't miss it, he just had
a slightly less comfortable headrest. When the music had stopped,
Sennianus assumed it to be the artists bickering over what tune to play
next, but when he saw a bunch of heads turning around, his curiosity was
sparked, and he turned around as well. As he did so, his jaw nearly
dropped to the ground. His heart beat in overdrive as he inspected every
square inch of Leks body. She was... she was... He didn't have a word
describing her properly. He had always found her a seductive woman, but
tonight... she could have persuaded even Elrdred to bed with her! He had
to get closer...
He looked at the Brute next to him, who was still fast asleep. He
removed the helmet from the soldier's head and placed it on his own.
Then, he used the Brute's dagger to cut a length of cloth from his
tunic, which he then bound before his mouth and nose, leaving only his
eyes uncovered. He slowly got up and made his way through the crowd. As
Lek moved on the stage, so did he amongst the gawking soldiers. Normally
a masked man moving with stealth would have raised alarms, but not
tonight. Every man attending the feast was now mesmerized by Leks
dancing. Sennianus moved like a cat stalking a mouse, never taking his
eyes off Lek, until he had reached a spot that was only a few yards away
from the stage. Only a table full of food separated him from his love now.
I have to get out of here!, he thought, I can't watch this! He turned
his back at the stage and started to walk away, but he did not move far.
After just a few steps he stopped again. The soldiers cheered and
hooted, and Sennianus' resistance was broken. He turned back towards the
stage and started running. A soldier who moved in his path was thrown to
the side like a ragdoll. A yard before the table, Sennianus leapt into
the air, launching himself off the tabletop and landing onto the stage.
The sight of a cloaked figure jumping towards Lek had startled everyone.
Except her.
"It's about damn time.", she said with a smile.
Sennianus removed the cloth and the helmet. "Shut up." he replied,
before picking her up, throwing her over his shoulder and jumping off
the stage. Like a thief and his loot, Sennianus and Lek disappeared into
the night.
Sennianus the Mad Andrasta (Knight of Umkinnu)
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